Down To The Sea (Tim Booth)

Everyone’s a victim Noone is to blame Find a bum to dump it on This unwanted shame When I point the finger I’ve got three pointing back Haven’t a clue What you’ve been through So it’s easy to attack Everybody’s looking for their own way to get high Find God Shoot him up Learn how to die My head’s full of self-pity and noise I need a clean me I need a new voice Go down Down to the sea Down to the ocean She’s calling to me Everybody’s famous For a second or two We could address the world’s distress But the popstar's on too. Feeling so damn lonely Looking for a soul Trying hard to cover up The emptiness The hole What you’re calling culture Is just arcades and malls I can’t hear myself think I can’t hear my heart sink Here’s my diversion A howl at the moon The only time I feel alive is when I’m with you Go down Down to the sea Down to the ocean She’s calling to me Gonna wash away my tears from your face